Strange Little Band – Dark, edgy sci-fi romance

At seven o’clock Teague teleported from Chair– his office to the beach on the west side of the island. He almost hadn’t, though. Despite a full week of rest after being revived, Teague wasn’t yet back to 100%, and it wasn’t just his Coke-bottle glasses and unflattering buzz cut. Shane, Jake, and Dr. Frasier had [...]

“I don’t want to do this,” Ashlynn said again, leaning against the wall of the private room in the psych ward. She wanted to sleep for a week. By then Jake would have finished healing her bandaged, splinted leg. Right now the half-healed skin was tender and itchy. A crutch allowed her to keep her [...]

A dragon. Of course, Shane thought half-hysterically. Every instinct said to run, but he couldn’t. His heartless alien bastard of a father had control of his body. I hate this place. Stop whining, Almeida scolded. Carlyle won’t harm me. Harm you? It’s MY body– Shane cut himself off as his asshole father’s words caught up [...]

The executive level was a ghost town. Jake had visited on a handful of occasions, always accompanied by one of his parents. Each time the spacious, daylit lobby had hummed with quiet activity. Gibson and his Chairmen masters had tens of visitors each day. Despite that, he only recalled seeing a handful of guards. Seeing [...]

Teague limped forward quickly but cautiously, holding his 9 mm pistol ready. Their luck was holding; they’d won three skirmishes since leaving the psych ward, and the bullet that had clipped his leg was their only injury. It hurt like hell, but didn’t slow him down. Ashlynn’s mental voice whispered, Group of five 50 meters [...]

Deja vu wrapped around Addison like a blanket. Like her last stay in the psych ward, drugs kept Addison’s psionics out of reach. That time had been bad, but this was worse. The coup had failed, and she had so much more to lose now. Had Shane, Teague, and her children escaped? What would Triptych [...]

Shane paced the length of the kids’ lab, scrambling for his cold, rational side. Fear and anger kept it out of reach, and the smooth angles of the prism in his hand seemed to mock him. Everything was going wrong. He’d just gotten Addison back and was losing her already. He rounded on his kids, [...]